His hair was frozen!
Did that effect his decision to wear a coat to school today? Nope. So I've decided to take drastic measures. I'm going to start squirting him down with a spray bottle before he leaves each morning. That way when he arrives at school he'll know what a popsicle feels like.
(I think it's important to teach our children compassion like that.)
So you know what's weird? Everything is frozen here. Except my stone cold heart. It kinda makes me feel like a rebel. Without a cause.
It makes me feel like opening my front door and shaking my fist at the sky and yelling, "HA! You can freeze my hair, but you can't freeze my heart!"
When I lived in Hawaii I was warm all the time, perfectly comfortable, day after day, year after year, and I put my stone cold heart on ice. Then I met you guys and pretty soon my heart got dyslexic and had an identity crisis and forgot who it was and what it stood for. It started getting all sweet and the next thing I knew it had melted into a Cold Stone heart.
Sometimes life is weird like that. You never know when it's going to hand you dyslexia. When it does, I find the best thing to do is make dyslexia-aid.
Speaking of aid, please click over to my Magic Quilt blog and read my latest post about my traveling baby quilt idea. I need flannel, peeps. If you have ever lost a child or know someone who has, please send them this link:Be the comfort you want to see in the world.
We've got work to do, peeps!
P.S. Donald J. Carey's first book, Bumpy Landings is hitting the market today! I'm going to his book launch PaRtAy tonight. It's from 6-8 at the Hawaiian Culture Center in Midvale. 741 S Smelter in Midvale, just west of I-15 and south of 7200. There will be light pupus (that's refreshments, peeps, not the other thing you were thinking) and for every book sold at the launch, Donald is making a $5 donation to HCC.
Meet me there!